Gwax had no idea how many days had passed that he had been locked away in this tower, but he didn't feel very good about it. He wanted to shift into his human form but the trap around his neck was a mighty hindrance and he had no solution to it.
His punishment had not been decided, he thought. He wanted to know what was happening in the outside world so badly yet he had no means.
The tower was long, about thirty feet tall but it was narrow inside, dangerous for a claustrophobic.
For the first time since he had been left here without food or water. He could hear footsteps. He looked up at the maids that were cleaning the floors, not moved by his presence. Of course they wouldn't. Who feared a dragon in a trap?
The floors were dusty and it was obvious the tower had not been in use in a
